AUTHORS NOTE: Here's the next one off. This one is an interesting take on a familiar setting. It's a diaper dimension story, amazon and littles included but this one is a little different. In my universe there was a recent law where littles were granted something like amnesty, which is an interesting twist I feel. And it may be a totally me thing to do but i used this to explore trauma about it rather than revel in fun baby games. Hope you like it though.

Amy breathed in deeply as she got out of her cab and stepped out into the packed fair ground. She breathed deeply as she had for several months now, ever since the new law was passed. In a time not too long ago, Amy would never have been able to breathe this freely. She and any little could barely step outside. For they were all prey to the gigantic amazons. Standing at least a full height taller than most littles, it was legal and completely common for any amazon to simply take a little off the street, and kidnap them back to the amazon's homes where they would be forced to live out the rest of their days as the eternal babies of the giant people.

No one quite knew why they did this. Some speculate that it was because a little’s small size relative to the amazon meant they resembled amazon children, and triggered their strong parental instincts. At the same time, littles had a hard time resisting their captors once they were taken. Perhaps a built-in defense mechanism evolved over countless eons of being taken this way. Maybe it was something akin to how dogs favored domestication. To many, it felt like it was just the natural order of things. Amazons took littles and cared for them and littles just had to accept that. For a while the only defense a little had was to just beat the odds. Littles outnumbered amazons at about fifteen to one, and most amazons only ever had one little, though two or more wasn’t unheard of. The chances of being taken were slim. Even still, many littles, Amy included, lived a life a scared seclusion. Locked away in their homes for fear that if they ever stepped outside a life as an amazon’s baby awaited them.

That was until about half a year ago, when revolutionary new legislation was made legal. Signed by both little and amazon representatives in a historic occasion. The bill of rights for littles as it was colloquially called. Most importantly it made it illegal for amazons to take littles without their consent, and even established several resources for littles who felt threatened or were currently being held against their will. At the same time, it established a codified system of little adoption. After all, littles were predisposed to the baby life naturally, and there were many who would gladly give up themselves to take on the permanent baby role. It was a benefit for all parties involved. Littles once again felt safe to walk the streets and amazons could easily get access to eager littles waiting to be taken care of.

Amy was more concerned with the first though. Now that she wasn’t under threat of being kidnapped, she could finally go out and enjoy the world. That started with this concert. Concerts being a thing that was almost unheard of before, at least without taking place in arenas with deliberately short doors. Amy was also happy because she was meeting a friend here. One she hadn’t seen in a very long time.

Several years ago, her friend Charlie was taken by an amazon. Just plucked right off the street, and had since been presumably spending the time as the amazon’s baby. Looking back at it now, this might have been the incident that instilled such paranoia in Amy to begin with. That paranoia was all behind everyone though. Amy chose to focus more on the excitement of seeing an old friend again.

Amy looked at herself with her phone’s camera. She was wearing a purple t-shirt with the band she was seeing on it. Tight jeans and black fish net stockings and gloves completed the scene girl look she was going for. Apparently, Charlie would be wearing something similar. Amy wondered if she would even recognize her old friend after all this time or not. She decided that she could at least look at merch while she was waiting on her friend, after all new freedoms were there waiting to be explored.

Amy made her way into the crowd. It was mostly made of other littles seemingly enjoying the new freedom like Amy was. Amy noted a few Amazons present as well. Even with legal protection, she found herself steering clear of the larger amzaons. She couldn’t help but note that several of them had little with them as charges. They were either begin carried around, in a stroller, or on harness like leashes. This used to be an ominous sign of what might happen to Amy one day. Even though that layer of fear was gone now, Amy was still left a little uncomfortable at the sight. She chose to ignore it and instead focus her attention on the t-shirt vendor. It was as she was just getting in line that she heard an almost forgotten voice.

“Amy!” A distinctly happy squeal and a voice that brought back old memories were the preamble to a long tight hug. “Oh, it’s been so long,” Charlie said happily. “It’s so good to see you,” Charlie released the hug to look at Amy. “You are looking well.” Once the hug was over Amy finally got a good look at her long-lost friend and her heart sank a little.

Charlie was wearing a purple crop top version of the shirt Amy had, and a black pleated mini skirt. Both of those failing to hide the light blue teddy bear printed diaper underneath that skirt. That combined with the pink leather harness around her chest and the pacifier clipped to her shirt with a short tether meant only one thing.

“Charlie, I thought you had …” Amy stammered in disbelief. “I mean, I thought you might have.” Amy continued to stammer, though Charlie was able to piece together the problem here. Amy knew that Charlie had been taken, and had spent the time in-between now and then being the baby of the Amazon that took her. It seems Amy had assumed that Charlie would have taken the opportunity to free herself from her captivity, but the diaper peeking out from skirt made it obvious she didn’t.

“Oh, Amy, I’m sorry,” Charlie tilted her head. “I guess you thought I had taken the amnesty deal.”

“Yeah I thought,” Amy was still awestruck. “I mean how could you stay there with that … monster that took you,”

“It’s not like that Amy,” Charlie said making a soothing hand motion. “Alashadra is very nice, and she’s done a lot for me. She’s really taken care of me.”

“I just can’t believe you would …”

“Let’s just not talk about it ok,” Charlie smiled. “Try and put it out of you mind ok. This night is about me and you reconnecting after so long.”

“It’s kind of hard to ignore it.”

“Yeah, I know,” Charlie looked at her outfit. “I know this is a lot but, it’s the compromise I had to make to go out with you unsupervised. To be honest I wasn't expecting quite this much of a reaction, mommy probably would have let me be more subtle if she knew you would feel this way.”

“It sounds a lot like you’re still under her thumb,” Amy chided.

“Well yes,” Charlie admitted. “I mean that’s part of it, but.” Charlie could tell from Amy’s face that she wasn’t wanting to really hear it. “Let’s just talk about it later. Forget about Alashandara. It’s about us. I want to catch up and know what you’ve been doing.” Amy sighed. It was going to be difficult to ignore Charlie in her baby gear, or the idea that she willingly chose to stay with her captor, but she was in the right. She had every right to do stay with the amazon that took her, and Amy had to respect that. However hard that would be for her to do.

“Not a whole lot actually,” Amy admitted. “I mean it’s hard to do anything you know. I was so scared of even going outside. I feel like since the law passed, I’ve been trying to catch up on life that I’ve missed.”

“I think a lotta people feel that way,” Charlie sympathized. “It’s so nice that everyone doesn’t have to be afraid any more. That they can go out and enjoy life to its fullest.” The line the two were standing in moved forward by a good bit as they kept talking.

“Have you been able to?”

“I mean as much as a captive little can,” Charlie shrugged. "I like spending time with Mommy though, we’ve even gone on a few trips together.”

“You’ll forgive me if I’m worried about you,” Amy closed her eyes and breathed out before she kept talking. “Just like. I don’t understand. I’m worried that maybe she’s manipulated you into staying or something.”

“Well, I wish you wouldn’t say that,” Charlie grimaced. “But I can understand that maybe this is an adjustment for you.” Charlie pondered for a moment. “Consider this: Even if I were being manipulated into staying with my mommy, I don’t think it matters. Manipulated or not I’m happy, and I feel like I’m living a great life with my mommy. So, for the sake of argument, say I am being manipulated, if I’m still happy, Shouldn’t that be all that matters to my friend?” Amy was floored from the very articulate comment from her friend in the diaper.

“You can’t just hit me with something like that,” Amy huffed out. Charlie giggled.

“There, that’s what I’ve missed,” Charlie smiled. “Why can’t we just go back to that instead of you being so concerned about me.”

“Friends worry about friends,” Amy countered. “And besides this whole thing is going to take getting used to. I’m sure you can appreciate that.”

“I do,” Charlie nodded. “I appreciate that, but I hope that you also know I’d appreciate it if you keep the negative talk about mommy to a low.” Amy blinked a little. “That’s called setting a boundary. It’s something Mommy is teaching me a lot about believe it or not.”

“Well, I’ll do my best,” Amy couldn’t really say no to that and still be Charlie’s friends. At this point the line had moved up to the front of the line, and Amy had gotten her overpriced t-shirt with a bit of a twang of disappointment.

“Well that took entirely too long,” Amy sighed. “Why don’t you go ahead and go in? I’ll be in in a bit. I gotta take a leak.”

“Weak mortal. I am above such petty needs,” Charlie said overdramatically. Amy blinked again. “I had hoped that joking about the diaper might help ease the tension,” Charlie explained.

“It was a good effort,” Amy admitted with a light chuckle. “Maybe when I’m not about to piss myself it’ll work. I’ll see you in a bit.” Amy hurried off while Charlie waved goodbye.

The sweet smell of freedom did nothing to dull the harsh smells that awaited Amy when she made it to the collection of portable toilets that served as the restroom. She breathed out in disgust. Compared to this, a diaper didn't seem all that bad. Maybe that was her natural inclinations as a little talking. She did notice that despite the population difference there were just as many amazon toilets as little ones. Clearly, they were expecting more than the claimed littles to be in diapers here.

Amy did the best she could, but still exited with a grimace. She resolved to leave this place and go find her friend at the concert hall but something, rather someone, was blocking her. A tall amazon stood expectantly by the entrance of the toilet area. Her gaze made Amy uneasy. She was staring directly at Amy, boring into her. Undressing her with one eye and then redressing her in a thick diaper and cute onesie in the other. Amy had to swallow hard. She had to remind herself that she had nothing to worry about. This amazon could want to kidnap her all she wants; it was illegal to take littles now. Still the weight of this moment that she had long dreaded finally happening was hitting her.

“What's a little girl like you doing back here?” the amazon asked coyly.

“I should think that would be obvious,” Amy answered nervously. “I’m definitely not here to smell the roses.”

“Oh, you really must not have someone looking after you with that kind of attitude,” the amazon giggled. “A real mommy would keep that but of yours nicely padded, keep you away from this smelly place, and clean up that attitude of yours too.”

“Yes well,” Amy tried her best to remain confident even though she was terrified on the inside. “A real mommy would find herself a little at the adoption agency, and leave me alone.”

“Oh I don’t think so,” the amazon giggled. “I think a real mommy takes what she wants. It’s just how things are.” The amazon started to slowly approach Amy and Amy backed up in turn. She was being forced into a corner, but she couldn’t really do anything to prevent it.

“I’ll scream,” Amy spat out.

“And everyone will thank you’re just my baby having a tantrum.”

“Even if you did take me, I’ll get out, I’ll call the cops.”

“Oh a few days with me and you’ll be so baby brained you won’t even want to walk, much less know how to call the cops.”

“You won’t get away with it,” Amy gasped as she backed into one of the toilets, now being successfully cornered.

“I think I’m up to the task,” the amazon smiled a predatory smile and got closer. Amy had nowhere else to go and so the amazon rapidly closed the distance. “Now you can come easily, or I can give you the spanking of your life first. I think you know what the right option is.” Amy’s mind and body steeled themselves. With all avenues of flight gone, there was only fight left. Amy knew she would lose, but she didn’t have a choice. She was about to launch into her futile attack when.

“Amy there you are!” another amazon spoke loudly. “You scared me half to death, I’m lucky your sister came and got me.” The amazon cornering Amy turned around, and Amy looked past her. At the spot by the entrance of the toilet once occupied the pursuing amazon was another. One wearing a simple shirt and jeans, with a tell-tale diaper bag drooped over her shoulder, and, most telling of all, holding a lead that went straight to the harness of Charlie, who was standing scared but determined behind her mommy’s legs.

“Oh, is this one yours?” The Amazon asked innocently.

“Yes yes that’s my mommy,” Amy said quickly picking up on what was happening. She took the opportunity to hurry to her savior, taking position behind the leg unoccupied by Charlie.

“They can be so slippery,” Alashadra said with a smile.

“They sure can,” the other amazon said resting a hand on her hip. “You should keep that one on a leash too.”

“Well Amy is a bit more mature than her sister,” Alasharda gave fake praise to Amy even patting her on the head. “But I’ll take that under advisement thank you. I should also advise you that it is very frowned upon to take littles off the street these days.” There was a silence between the two, several words were spoken in that silence.

“So it is,” the other amazon finally said, admitting defeat.

“Come sweeties lets go,” Alashadra turned around, keeping herself between the two littles and the other amazon and softly pushed them along. The group walked away from the main area for a bit and stopped behind one of the merch tents where Amy finally lost her composure.

“Fuck fuck. I fuck. I,” Amy was pacing.

“Sweetie,” Alashadara got to her knees so she was on Amy’s level and grabbed her gently but sternly by her arms, keeping the girl from pacing, and forcing Amy to look her in the eyes. “Breathe in for me ok.” Amy did that. “Now hold it in. One. Two. Three. Now let it out. Four. Five. Six. Can you do that three times?” Amy obeyed the instructions and found her mind had stopped it’s panicked racing.

“Sorry,” Amy apologized with a blush.

“Don’t be that was very scary for you. I’m glad I was able to help.”

“Oh, that fucker,” Charlie fumed. “That absolute bitch. I can’t believe. After everyone worked so hard on those laws. That someone would still.”

“Language little one,” Alashadara chided.

“Really mommy? Now?”

“I understand you are angry, which is why you are getting a warning, but you need to be calm for your friend. Mommy’s gonna make a call right now.” Alashadara smiled and stepped away.

“Are you ok?” Charlie asked Amy.

“Yeah just,” Amy paused. “Shaken up you know. God I’ve never been so scared, and I thought I’d never have to worry about that again, you know. Just ...”

“Yeah yeah I know I know,” Charlie hugged her friend. “It’s lucky we came along when we did. Mommy texted me. She came by to give me a change just in case. I thought I’d introduce you two while she was here.”

“Yeah well,” Amy took a breath in. “Quite the introduction.”

“I should say so,” Alashandara said joining the two littles. “Police are on their way, but I can handle that. You two have a concert, and I don’t have a ticket anyway.”

“You were amazing back there Mommy,” Charlie praised.

“Yes well,” Alashadara breathed out. “Maybe when my heart stops beating out of my chest, I can appreciate that.” Charlie giggled at this.

“You really were,” Amy said sincerely. “I … Thanks for stepping in there like that. I don’t wanna think about what would have happened.”

“Me too. It’s simply awful I …” Alashadara looked back at Charlie and donned a thoughtful look. “What can I say? It wasn’t that long ago when I was the same way. I just feel awful that I ever made anyone feel that way,” she looked at Charlie while she said this.

“Oh Ash,” Charlie said wistfully. “You’re not like her. Not anymore.”

“Thanks Charlie, that means a lot,” the two gave each other a deep hug. Amy wasn’t sure what to make of this. It seems she might have trigged some self-realization in her friend's mommy. It was remarkably human of her. Despite her admission of once being the exact thing that caused Amy such fear, Amy couldn’t see the amazon before her as the monster that took her friend away.

“You sure you’re ok Amy,” Alashadara said noting the stare.

“Oh sorry I was just thinking about things,” Amy apologized.

“You and me both Amy,” Alashadara sighed. “But stop hanging around here talking to me. You two have a show to see yeah?”

“If you’re still up to it?” Charlie grabbed Amy’s hand hopefully. Amy looked unsure.

“I can wait right outside for you,” Alashadara offered. “If I catch that creep around, she’ll get a stern talking to from me.” Amy looked at Alashadara and back to Charlie before nodding yes with a smile.

“Yes!” Charlie said excitedly.

“Go have fun girls, and it was nice to meet you, Amy.”

“It was lovely to meet you to Alashadara,” Amy said politely.

“Ash is fine dear.”

“Ash then,” Amy nodded.

“Come on lets go,” Charlie whined. “They’re starting.”

“Ok ok I’m coming,” Amy giggled and ran off with Charlie to the concert.